Extraordinary Marriage: Ten Thousand More Chapters

  The flowing light is quiet and good, like a cloud softly unfolding.

  The Drunken Delight Pavilion lies sleeping on the water, with an open wooden lattice window. Leaning against the pavilion and listening to the water, the gurgling sound is like playing a timeless and immortal melody that has been passed down for thousands of years.

  In the lake, there is a leaf-boat and a flat boat, opening up layers of ripples, rubbing out the bright and beautiful sunlight, with the soft sound of silk and bamboo, drifting from the Falling Blossom Tower and the Pavilion of Amorous Feelings.

  On the wooden bed, a thin layer of soft cushion was spread. The warm summer breeze swept over the clear lake water, carrying a few wisps of mist, and hovered on the face of a girl sitting on the couch by the bed.

  The girl lowered her eyebrows, and the curved butterfly sleeves were dyed with a crystal honey color. Her autumn water spirit eyes smiled like flowers, and a silver purple water skirt wrapped around her body, as if shrouded in a layer of light mist, filled with peaceful and serene atmosphere.

  The girl's figure was slender and delicate, with soft and long hair, a pair of butterfly-shaped ornaments adorned with elegant purple jade pins on her temples, round small pearls woven into flowing tassels, hanging down, gently swaying with the movement of her hands.

  The white onion's fingers held a fine embroidery needle, golden silk thread passing through the fiery red satin, the color of which was extremely bright and eye-catching. The soft fingertips gently pressed against the satin, guiding the needle back and forth.

  "Ah——"

  A bright red drop of blood, oozed out from the tip of her slender white finger, and the girl couldn't help but slightly furrow her delicate eyebrows. A hint of helplessness appeared on her absolutely beautiful face.

  She is quick at learning other things, but when it comes to embroidery, she is helpless.

  Just as she was lost in thought, a fragrance of white plum blossoms wafted through the air, refreshing her heart. The sound of palace bells echoed crisply in the wind.

  At the familiar scent, a faint joy appeared on Feng Mian Xue's delicate face. Before she could see the person's face clearly, her slender jade-like hand had already fallen into his palm.

  A warm and humid caress gently sucked on her injured fingertips, like a wildfire, burning fiercely, instantly setting her face ablaze with a ravishingly beautiful peony, its red glow resplendent, unparalleled in the world.

  His lips were soft and warm, with a shallow force, like the spring light of butterflies dancing among flowers.

  Phoenix's eyes, filled with anger and discontent, met his caring gaze. Her slender eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, exuding a charming aura, her pupils shone like spring water with an enchanting color. The pale golden iris was as beautiful as it could be, containing a sparkling starry sky, intertwined with dazzling brilliance.

  "Xue Er is okay? How could you be so careless and hurt yourself!"

  A stranger in a white dress, unparalleled beauty, sat across from her, his tone full of heartache, making it impossible for her anger to erupt.

  A faint trace of blood stained his thin lips, exuding an extreme charm. On his handsome face, his expression was indulgent, his eyes warm and gentle as the moon, covering him with a soft gaze.

  "Xue Er, what are you embroidering?"

  "Didn't you notice I'm embroidering a wedding dress?"

  Feng Mei Xue raised the fiery red silk handkerchief in her hand, and on her absolutely beautiful small face, there were a few hints of shyness.

  "Haha, I really didn't see that as a wedding dress!"

  The melodious laughter was as moving as a piano melody, causing the listener's heart to flutter. The exquisite features of his face softened with a smile, and paired with that captivating smile, it was enough to turn the world upside down.

  "Are you laughing at my poor embroidery skills?"

  Feng Mei Xue's small face turned even redder, and she glanced at the silk fabric in her hand that had been embroidered for a long time but still didn't have any flower patterns on it, feeling embarrassed.

  "You little fool! How can I bear to tease you? This embroidery work can't be rushed, let me teach you!"

  Mo Yanhua walked to her side, reached out and took the silk fabric from her hand, with slender fingers pinching the embroidery needle, one stitch at a time, back and forth, in no time, a delicate golden plum blossom appeared on the fiery red silk, shining brightly.

  "You come try too, every needle has a different place to go down, embroidery also pays attention to needle method! Observe carefully and you will find that there is a trace to follow!"

  "I'll give it a try, I didn't expect that you, a big man, would also embroider things, really a rare flower!"

  Feng Mei Xue smiled, took up the silk brocade and began to embroider, a flash of golden light in her eyes, observing every stitch and every line with clarity.

  After the needle fell, not much effort was spent, a lifelike plum blossom appeared on the red satin. Two plum blossoms leaned against each other, looking exceptionally harmonious.

  "It's all because of my master forcing me!"

  Moyan Hua leaned against the soft couch, her white clothes like a snowy winter feather, her eyebrows and eyes like a painting. Next to her, the auspicious beast incense burner wafted fragrant smoke, like old snow simmering and rising slowly, filling the room with misty fog.

  The master once told him that if he wanted to make progress, he must have the patience and perseverance that others did not have. When Dangdang was embroidering, the master let him practice for many years.

  Even Snow's embroidery skills were taught by him, and without thinking, it's clear how powerful his current skills are.

  "Don't you think embroidery is a woman's job? A seven-foot-tall man playing with this stuff, wouldn't he be embarrassed?"

  Feng Mei Xue put down the embroidery needle in her hand, with a hint of inquiry, her bright eyes blinked lightly, full of curiosity.

  "What's wrong with that? Who says girls must be good at needlework and boys must be good at martial arts? Embroidery is not something to be ashamed of!"

  Her gentle voice and calm demeanor make her seem like she would never get angry, giving people a very peaceful feeling.

  "Hmm! That makes sense! So I also think that even though I'm a woman, it's not embarrassing if I don't know how to embroider! Otherwise, this wedding dress, can you help me finish the embroidery?"

  Feng Mei Xue nodded in agreement with his words. Originally, she had always been very eager to try her hand at traditional embroidery like ancient women did for their wedding dresses, but after actually trying it once, she still preferred something simpler. This whole embroidery thing, she really wasn't good at it.

  "Okay! I'll help you embroider!"

  It was originally just a joke, but she didn't expect Mo Yanhua to actually agree.

  A red silk ribbon flew before her eyes, and Mo Yanhua had already taken the big red silk fabric, leaning against the window by the water, concentrating on starting to embroider her wedding dress.

  He is willing to despise the worldly splendor for her, but just embroider a wedding dress, how can he refuse!

  Her wedding dress, he personally embroidered for her, every stitch and every thread, was full of his doting and affection for her.

  "Whoosh——"

  A white and wide sleeve waved, as if in the misty color of smoke and rain, a fragrant plum blossom suddenly bloomed and spread.

  It was as if a gust of clear wind suddenly rose, and the fiery red silk wrapped around two vermilion lacquered pillars. A slender finger lifted, pointing to the wind, sweeping over countless golden threads, flying towards the silk like a stormy rain, without the need for an embroidery needle, relying solely on that sharp force, easily passing through the silk.

  "Sand! Sand! Sand!"

  The sound of needles and threads piercing through the silk is incessant, and the scene is even more magnificent and breathtaking, leaving people stunned.

  But as the time for tea arrived, the picture on the silk gradually became clear. A golden phoenix, elegant and forever on the red silk, with its own splendor, full of brilliant majesty.

  Feng Mei Xue sat quietly to the side, propping up her head with both hands, watching as the needle and thread danced in Mo Yan Hua's hands, moving deftly and smoothly like a painter splashing ink onto a beautiful canvas, not showing any weakness or fragility of a young lady.

  It turns out that men's embroidery can also be so domineering that it is beyond words!

  "Miss, young master, have some tea!"

  Xue held the teapot and walked in slowly, placing the tea cups on the nearby tea table. She filled two empty cups with tea water, then stood aside.

  Seeing Yanhua Gongzi personally making a wedding dress for Feng Mie Xue, she couldn't help but feel puzzled.

  Young master obviously likes young lady, but why is it that upon hearing of her upcoming wedding, he can still be so calm?

  Was she just overthinking? Did the young master really have no intention?

  "Xue Er, what kind of wedding do you want?"

  The beautiful embroidery was almost done, so she handed the silk fabric over to Xue Qi, who was standing beside her, and asked her to take it away for cutting.

  "Marriage? I've never thought about it!"

  Feng Mei Xue took a sip of rose-petal tea and gently shook her head, with a hint of perplexity on her face.

  She had never attended anyone else's wedding or her own, always living on the edge of a knife, where would she think so much!

  "Now think about it!"

  Moyan Hua held a warm teacup in her hand, with a hint of expectation in her tone, her eyes gleaming with spirit, which made Feng Xue somewhat perplexed.

  "Yanhua, why are you asking this?"

  Feng Mei Xue's slender hands gently swayed the cup, gazing at the rippling water waves. The tea fragrance seemed to thicken a bit. Rose petals floated up and down in the tea water.

  "Uh——I——I——"

  Mo Yan hesitated for a moment, and in his heart he didn't want to deceive Feng Mian Xue.

  "Our young master is asking on behalf of his friend!"

  With the wind, he held an ancient zither and appeared in front of Feng Yuxue. He glanced at the young master, fearing that he would reveal the truth, which would be troublesome if the news were to leak out.

  The young master is usually so calm and indifferent, but every time he clashes with Feng Mian Xue, he loses control, making him look anxious and helpless.

  The young master must be aware of Feng Mian Xue's thoughts!

  What a pity that great undertaking has come to nothing! The young master's health is also poor. It's feared that the long-standing affection between the two will ruin their bright future!

  "I've heard that roses represent beautiful love. If there's a bouquet of fresh red roses, it must be extremely beautiful!"

  Feng Mei Xue saw Su Feng's anxious expression and Mo Yan Hua's hesitation, but didn't make things difficult for him, and calmly said.

  "I got it!"

  Mo Yanhua knew she was being too hasty, her actions must have aroused her suspicion, but even if she found out about her identity, it didn't matter. It's just that at present, he hadn't yet found any leads on Linglong Lianzhu and didn't want to make her worry too much.

  He had originally wanted to quietly wait in the palace for her to put on her bright red wedding dress and marry him. But, just after a short day, he was like it had been three autumns since they last saw each other, and he couldn't bear to stay in the palace for another moment.

  He could no longer bear his deep longing for her and finally secretly left the palace to see her.

  That's right, Mo Yanhua is indeed Tian Ce Emperor. His name is known to very few people, only the Empress Dowager and his deceased parents know it.

  Moyan Hua, surname Mo, name Yanhua, courtesy name Tiace.

  Everyone knows Emperor Tian Ce, but no one has ever known his real name.

  If they knew that the Heavenly Strategist Emperor was actually the infamous Smoky Flower Public Son, the stunningly talented and number one beauty in the world, they would definitely be frightened out of their wits!

  In the past, that foolish emperor who was bullied by everyone, after hiding his light and biding his time for many years, has unknowingly possessed enough power to turn the world upside down. Now he is waiting for an opportunity.

  "Miss, dinner is ready! Will you stay and have dinner with us?"

  Liu Li stood at the door and saw that there was a somewhat strange atmosphere among the people in the house, so she knocked on the door and spoke up.

  "Yanhua, would you like to stay and have a meal?"

  Feng Mei Xue carefully sized up Mo Yan Hua, she still remembered the moment when the fiery red satin fell on his body, and she seemed to see another person's shadow.

  Crimson flames blaze, rippling like a lotus!

  Even the scent on him was so familiar, a faint plum blossom fragrance that stirred her heart.

  Could it be him?

  She raised her palm and slightly covered the direction of Mo Yanhua, as if to see what his face looked like when it was blocked.

  "No, I still have things to do, so I won't bother you anymore!"

  Mo Yanhua saw her action and said with a cry of laughter, turning around and flying out of the window. What a sensitive little guy, guessing his own identity so quickly.

  Following him with the guqin in her arms, she saw his expression and secretly disapproved. If it weren't for the young master himself revealing it, who would have linked the foolish emperor to the young master?

  "With the wind, the Phoenix Seal was stolen, what clues have you found?"

  Mo Yan's eyes coldly swept over Su Feng, his calm tone making it impossible to discern whether he was happy, angry or feeling any other emotion.

  "Report back to Young Master, according to the informant, the Phoenix Seal was stolen by the Moon King's palace minions."

  He said expressionlessly, like a shadow, forever following Mo Yanhua's side.

  "Lao Wu has set his sights on Feng Yin! It seems they can't hold back anymore!"

  A fleeting glance of cold starlight in her picturesque eyebrows and eyes, her long black hair with hints of crimson, waving like red ripples in the wind, her snowy figure slowly fading from the view of the people on the floor until it can no longer be seen.

  "Who is he, after all?"

  Feng Mei Xue leaned against the windowsill with one hand, and the summer breeze blew her hair into disarray, while her long skirt fluttered high in the air.

  A pair of brown eyes gazed far into the distant sky, with thoughts swirling in her mind.

  "Miss, let me take your measurements!"

  Xue Qing walked to Feng Mian Xue's back, took a measuring tape, and recorded Feng Mian Xue's measurements on the other side. She was growing taller at that time, so her previous measurements were not quite suitable, and she had to re-measure them to be at ease.

  "Hmm!"

  Feng Mei Xue withdrew her gaze, nodded slightly, and let Xue Zhang take her measurements. However, her mind seemed to wander afar, as the two faces before her kept alternating - one was breathtakingly beautiful, while the other was hidden behind a mask; in the end, the two faces merged into one.

  The sun rises and the moon sets, the white horse passes through the gap, a month's time flashes by, scattered in the summer breeze with tea fragrance, the fallen leaves are scattered all over the ground.

  The Drunken Delight Building is decorated with lanterns and streamers today, bustling with excitement, but a sign outside the building reads "Temporarily Closed".

  Nalanbo, the King of Gamblers, was excitedly busy, decorating the Drunken Delight Building with bright red wedding decorations. His most revered Master was getting married, and he didn't dare to slack off for a moment.

  Inside the boudoir, a faint fragrance wafts, dyeing the fire-red exquisite wedding dress fragrant. Delicate wooden boxes are filled with glittering gold jewelry, and in front of the dressing table, Feng Mei Xue sits quietly.

  The warm and gentle summer morning sunlight, thread by thread, fell on the dressing table, casting soft and bright rays of light in every corner of the room, with a faint golden glow.

  A good night's sleep, Feng Mei Xue had nourished her spirit, and for some reason, she felt more at ease. Originally, there was still a bit of unease in her heart, but when the day finally arrived, she calmed down instead.

  Her face was as white as snow, without any extra makeup, just a simple lip color on her beautiful lips. She picked up the brush and painted her eyebrows, lightly drawing out distant mountains like a green hill of elegant eyebrows.

  Xue Que stood behind her, holding a wooden comb, combing her beautiful hair. The long hair was half tied up and coiled into an intricate and noble phoenix bun, while the other half fell neatly down. The overall shape of the hairstyle was as charming as a colorful bird spreading its wings, majestic and elegant.

  A string of golden moon-shaped pearls, sparsely inlaid among the hairpins, and a layer of wavy golden pearl chains adorned the forehead, with a row of moderately long diamond-shaped tassels hanging from the chain, shining brightly, looking extremely magnificent.

  Wearing a magnificent nine-layered phoenix crown, with a golden phoenix inlaid with rubies on the forehead, its body is entirely gilded, and every feather can be seen clearly, it's a masterpiece from Linglong Workshop. The high-flying phoenix tail is adorned with aquamarines, covering the dancing hairpins. A pair of golden phoenix earrings are worn on the ears, equally elegant and luxurious.

  A fiery red wedding dress, with exquisite phoenix embroidery that seems to be flying, and a pair of plum blossom patterns on the shoulders, is the finishing touch. Wearing a layer of iridescent cloud-like veil, with a red skirt, red pants, and red satin embroidered shoes, it's a joyful atmosphere all around.

  Feng Mei Xue looked at Xue Zhang and took out a cord, which she carefully put on her. She slowly stood up, and the red misty water long skirt suddenly spread open. A purple jade palace bell at her waist rang out clearly.

  The red sun is like a cinnabar, reflecting her beauty that can topple cities and ruin states.

  Outside the Drunken Delight Pavilion, a sea of people surged forward, surrounding the area and making it impossible to pass through. Each person stretched their necks, eagerly gazing at the pavilion, hoping to catch a glimpse of Feng Meixue, the legendary master of the Drunken Delight Pavilion who had been the subject of much recent gossip.

  "Huh? What are you all doing here?"

  An uninformed passerby looked at the bustling scene of thousands of people and curiously asked.

  "Oh dear, as soon as you asked this question, I knew you were from out of town!"

  A bystander standing by, looking at the person asking questions, said with a determined face.

  "Yes, how did you know?"

  A young woman, wearing a colorful butterfly skirt, with a melon-shaped face and eyebrows like crescent moons, had two braids placed in front of her chest, looking at the crowd in surprise.

  "Who in the Imperial City of Zi Xia doesn't know that today is the day Snow Concubine enters the palace, bestowed by Empress Dowager herself?"

  "Snow Princess seems to be the fourth miss of the Feng family, that silly girl who jumped into a well and killed herself after being jilted by the Moon King..."

  "Your news is also too outdated!"

  "Now who doesn't know that Snow Queen's gambling skills are superb, unbeatable in the world! Moreover, I also heard that Snow Queen is a stunning beauty! She even rejected all the princes' proposals!"

  "That's right! I've heard it before, she looks like a celestial being, really want to see what she looks like!"

  “……”

  Everyone started discussing and speculating on their own, with eager and expectant expressions on their faces.

  "What kind of sacred being is this Snow Queen anyway?"

  The young woman scratched her head, still looking puzzled, and seeing the eager looks of the crowd, she too felt a surge of anticipation.

  "Rustle rustle——"

  A burst of firecrackers, the imperial sedan chair appeared in everyone's line of sight. A fiery red figure rode a tall white horse, with a man leading the white horse, walking on a red carpet to the front of the Drunken Delight Pavilion.

  A row of heavily armed imperial guards followed behind the phoenix carriage, looking stern and solemn, causing everyone to quiet down.

  It was originally just a matter of granting a concubine title, but Emperor Tian Ce did things his own way. With the support of Empress Dowager, Emperor Tian Ce personally went out of the palace to welcome Feng Miao Xue.

  This is something that has never happened in any dynasty since ancient times, and it's a great honor!

  Even if Tian Ce Emperor is just a fool, he is still the noble Emperor. Feng Mian Xue, as the first imperial concubine to be personally welcomed by the Emperor with a ten-mile red carpet, has enough to be proud of!

  This honor is something that even the former empress did not have!

  "Welcome Snow Queen to the palace!"

  A thousand imperial guards shouted in unison, their neat voices piercing the sky, filled with an intimidating aura, also making all the women who came to watch the play feel a pang of envy in their hearts, wishing they could replace Feng Mianxue and marry into the palace.

  Now thinking about it, marrying a foolish emperor doesn't seem like such a scary thing after all, but rather something to be envied.

  The whole scene fell silent, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the gate of Zuihuan Building.

  The morning glow shone with golden light, like a fascinating colored silk scarf floating down, sprinkled on the jade steps in front of the Drunken Delight Pavilion. The sound of footsteps came from afar and gradually became clear.

  "Ah..."

  The vermilion gate slowly opened, and the red silk was slowly lifted up.

  When the woman in white wedding dress first appeared, the light of heaven and earth lost its luster.

  "Am I seeing things?! How can someone be so good-looking?! She must be a heavenly maiden!"

  "This is the most beautiful person I've ever seen in my life!"

  "Outstanding and surpassing all others, with a talent that is unmatched in her time!"

  "Why did I just find out that Miss Feng is so beautiful! If I had known earlier..."

  "If I had known earlier, you wouldn't have gotten a chance!"

  "Emperor, you're so lucky!"

  "Fools have good luck!"

  “……”

  Pedestrians stopped in their tracks. Children holding ice sugar gourds forgot to continue eating. The old woman leaning on her cane also widened her cloudy eyes and opened her mouth.

  Bai Yulan and several ladies from the Feng family, hiding in the crowd, saw the scene where Feng Mianxue was surrounded by thousands of admiring eyes, and they were so angry that their lungs almost burst.

  They originally wanted to laugh at Feng Meixue for choosing a fool, but now it seems that they are the fools!

  "That person's figure looks like Second Master!"

  The young woman who was excitedly watching Feng Mianxue beside her, when she saw Emperor Tian Ce, a look of shock suddenly appeared on her face. Her pale little face fell, and her smile also faded away.

  Magnificent and resplendent for three thousand years, with jade carvings and inlays.

  Feng Mei Xue stepped down, one step at a time, walking on the red carpet, her elegant figure constantly approaching Tian Ce Emperor. She hadn't expected him to come out personally to greet her either, and after the initial surprise, a hint of joy also rose to her face.

  What surprised her most was that on both sides of the red carpet, there were pots and pots of roses in full bloom, like a raging fire. The bright red rose petals were layered and slightly curled down, with dew drops glistening on top of the roses. Under the sunlight, the petals seemed to be coated with a layer of golden oil, shining brightly.

  Innumerable roses gathered into a sea of flowers, stretching out endlessly, attracting countless butterflies fluttering about in the air, reluctant to leave.

  A row of guards stood outside the rose, preventing others from approaching.

  A lone butterfly flapped its semi-transparent wings, dancing around Feng Meixue's side, like a heavenly maiden, filled with dreamy colors.

  "A Xue! Zhen hao kan!"

  Translation: "Ah Xue! So beautiful!"

  The Emperor Tian Ce wore a bright red new groom's long gown today, with less casualness and more dignity. A large, bright red, gold-embroidered waistband was tied around his waist. The golden tassels hung down from the silk belt, and the dragon pattern on the long gown was majestic.

  The face under the mask revealed a gentle smile, his eyes locked onto Feng Yuexue who was walking towards him step by step, his heart beating rapidly in his chest, pounding so hard that it seemed to make his soul resonate.

  "Great!"

  Feng Mei Xue saw his body slightly trembling, and thought he was afraid of riding a horse. So, under the astonished gaze of the crowd, she tiptoed and directly jumped onto the horse's back. She stretched out her hand to hold the reins, and protected him in her arms.

  Although she always felt that he resembled Yunhua Gongzi, it was just a guess, and in her eyes, he was still the Ce'er who needed protection.

  "Drive—"

  Phoenix dances with snow swirling up reins, riding horse forward, startling a ground full of eyeballs.

  The Emperor Tian Ce felt a soft touch on his back, and his body stiffened involuntarily. His face under the mask turned bright red like a cooked lobster.

  The Imperial Guard rushed to follow, this time the Empress Dowager had dispatched a large number of masters to accompany Tian Ce Emperor, in order to protect his safety. Many forces that wanted to make a move in secret saw those masters and could only retreat.

  There is Empress Dowager to support Emperor, they really can't make a move. If they act rashly and let other princes take advantage of it, they will lose big time!

  It was precisely because of this concern that the various kings had never made a move to kill Tian Ce Emperor, but only frequently humiliated and tested him in their daily interactions.

  "Step! Step! Step!"

  The crisp sound of horseshoes echoed through the nine grand palace gates, unobstructed, all the way to the depths of the imperial palace.

  "A Xue, Ze Er is taking you to see our new home!"

  Tian Ce Emperor dismounted from his horse and took Feng Miao Xue's hand, his tone filled with joyful excitement.

  "Hmm!"

  Feng Mei Xue nodded slightly, her small palm enveloped in his, filled with a sense of tranquility.

  Xue Qing, Qing Wei, Liu Li, and Qian Cao followed behind them, passing through several halls, heading in a direction that Feng Xue had never been to before.

  A cool breeze blows, and Feng Xue raises her head to see a lotus pond reflected in the water. The surface of the lake is covered with floating duckweed, which is bright green and clear. One by one, the lotus flowers emerge from the water, their slender stems supporting delicate white blooms that resemble fairy maidens dancing in pink long dresses.

  Red pillars and stone steps, green pines brushing against the eaves, dragonflies playing in the water, fish swimming freely, it's as if I've mistakenly entered a fairyland.

  A row of plum blossom trees by the lake, with buds yet to bloom, are densely covered with snow. It's not hard to imagine that in the depths of winter, when the cold is at its most bitter, the sky would be filled with snowflakes gently falling like goose down, and the plum blossoms would be in full bloom, proudly standing out against the frost and snow, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene!

  The Ao Xue Palace stood upright under the azure sky, reflecting the lake water, with its majestic halls rising to brilliant golden roofs. The golden dragon carvings on the flying eaves seemed to be about to take off and fly away, vivid and full of grandeur. A row of palace maids stood sparsely in front of the palace hall, seeing Feng Miao Xue and Tian Ce Emperor arrive without much reaction, not even putting them in their sights.

  "You don't even pay respects when you see Princess Snow? A person without manners is useless, might as well throw them to the fish!"

  Qing Wei stood behind Feng Mei Xue, her icy voice filled with a cold and overbearing aura. From now on, Miss will have to establish herself in this deep palace, they must first help her establish her authority, otherwise these slaves would be allowed to bully her!

  "I have seen Princess Snow!"

  "I have seen Princess Snow!"

  “……”

  The palace maids were used to idling around in the Ao Xue Palace, and had never seen such a scene. As soon as they heard Qing Yi's cold and stern words, they were immediately frightened, their faces turned pale, and they hastily paid their respects.

  They had originally heard that the proud snow palace was given to the emperor's concubine, thinking it was a soft persimmon, but unexpectedly just a maid was so scary.

  They timidly raised their heads and glanced at Feng Mianxue, meeting her eyes that were calm but radiated infinite majesty. They immediately gasped, feeling as if a basin of icy water had been poured over their heads on a winter's day, chilling them to the bone and numbing their toes.

  "The Haosnow Palace does not keep useless people! You must recognize who is your true master!"

  Feng Mei's lips moved slightly, her sweet and moving voice fell quietly. She lifted her lotus steps and walked towards the Ao Xue Palace, the aura of dominance on her body was intimidating to people's hearts.

  The palace maids' faces suddenly turned gray and yellow, like corpses, their teeth chattering with each other, their whole body trembling. Just one glance, they knew that the new master of Peacock Palace was a terrible lord! If they didn't serve him well, their lives would be in danger!

  "Miss, these palace maids are really arrogant, each and every one of them has an air of disdain!"

  Asakusa puffed out her chest and said, her face red with anger. In her heart, the young lady was a god-like existence that no one could blaspheme, and these palace maids actually dared to be slow in serving the young lady, just looking at them made her angry!

  "Asakusa doesn't have to be bothered with these people, later you will find that their attitude is actually quite good!"

  Feng Mei Xue said with a heavy heart, her eyes looking at Qian Cao and Liu Li, the two of them were more impulsive in nature, who knows if they would suffer losses. Qing Yi and Xue Lian had stable personalities, so she felt more at ease.

  "I'm not afraid of them! Who dares to bully our young lady? I'll fight to the death with her!"

  Asakusa knew Miss wanted to send her out of the palace, so she immediately pulled her sleeve and said with a flattering face.

  "And me! We're going to protect Miss here!"

  Liuli knew she was impatient and also feared that Miss wouldn't let her enter the palace, so she hastily spoke up.

  "It's different inside the palace than outside, you two be more careful, don't drag Miss into trouble!"

  A solemn expression floated onto Xue Qing's gentle face as she cautioned the two in a sentence. Although her age wasn't considered old, her mind was relatively mature, knowing how to grasp the weight of things.

  "Oh! We'll be careful!"

  Asakusa and Nagiri nodded heavily, they entered the palace just to protect the young lady, and absolutely could not cause trouble for her.

  Feng Mei Xue looked at Qing Yi and Xue Jin with a relieved expression, with the two of them taking care of Qian Cao and Liu Li, they would also slowly grow up.

  "A Xue, this is your bedroom!"

  The Heavenly Emperor led Feng Mian Xue into the vast bedroom, with crystal walls, warm jade floors, golden ceilings, pearl curtains, and coral windows. The most eye-catching thing in the bedroom was the large bed in the center. On the high round dome above, a huge deep-sea pearl was embedded, which made it unnecessary to light lamps even at night.

  The wisteria-colored gauze hangs down from the seven-foot-long purple sandalwood bed, embroidered with delicate plum blossoms and inlaid with water droplets that resemble plum blossoms. Whenever the wind blows by, the drifting gauze makes a crisp sound like crystal collisions, extremely pleasant to hear.

  In the Pixiu Ruijin beast incense burner, there is a faint scent of incense that fills the entire bedroom with fragrance.

  "Does Ah Xue like it?"

  Tian Ce Emperor looked at Feng Miao Xue with anticipation, his bright and agile eyes filled with an intense longing.

  This is what he personally designed and arranged with all his heart, sparing no effort, just wanting to give her the most beautiful things.

  "I like it!"

  Feng Mei Xue gazed at the beautiful and elegant luxury, a gentle smile floated on her lips, and her jade-like face was radiant.

  Hearing her response, he felt that all his hard work and efforts had become worthwhile. As long as he could get her affirmation, it was enough to be comforting.

  "The auspicious hour has arrived, Her Imperial Majesty the Empress Dowager requests Your Majesty and Consort Snow to proceed to the Golden Dragon Hall!"

  The trusted eunuch Yun Qianqian, who was by the side of Empress Dowager, came to convey her decree. The originally ordinary ceremony of granting a title to the imperial concubine was not so grand, but due to the emphasis placed by Empress Dowager and the insistence of Emperor Tiance, the ceremony of granting a title to the imperial concubine was comparable to that of an emperor's wedding.

  "Let's go!"

  Feng Mei Xue smiled and looked up at Tian Ce Emperor, seeing that because of her one sentence affirmation, his eyes overflowed with sparkling joyful light, and a softness appeared in the bottom of his heart.

  She knew he was truly holding her in his heart and cared about her, so he would be emotionally affected by every word she said.

  Even if he's a fool, he's the most lovable fool under heaven!

  "A Xue, you're going to be Ce Er's wife! Ce Er is so happy!"

  The Emperor Tian Ce spoke without hiding his joy, his sincere words were like the warm sunshine on a winter's day, inch by inch invading her heart and filling her chest.

  "Good job!"

  Feng Mei Xue couldn't help but laugh at his soft voice, calling her "wife" with a hint of shyness and a thread of sweetness that was adorable. The high ice wall in her heart slowly melted away.

  It was as if someone had poured a basin of hot water on her heart, seeping into the heavily guarded depths of her heart, allowing her to see the radiant sunlight even in the darkest sky.

  "Grandma said that after Ah Xue and Ce Er get married, Ah Xue will call Ce Er husband!"

  Tian Ce Emperor suppressed the laughter that was about to burst out of his throat, and began to negotiate for some benefits for himself. His soft voice had softened a lot, almost making people drunk with his tone.

  "Hmph!"

  Feng Mei Xue couldn't help but laugh at his stiff and formal words, her clear and melodious voice was even more pleasant than the song of the oriole.

  The curve of her lips rising at the corners is the most beautiful faith in his life!

  When he saw her smile, he felt that the whole world was blooming with a hundred flowers, birds singing and fragrant flowers, a scene of infinite beauty.

  "A Xue, will you promise me or not?"

  The Heavenly Emperor saw her laughing at herself, and couldn't help but feel a bit displeased. His large hand grasped her slender wrist, and he said in an unyielding tone. Without any reserve, she followed him secretly from the side, and with a gentle voice, she coquettishly teased him, causing Goosebumps to appear all over his body.

  "Umm... can I kill you?"

  Feng Mei Xue was stunned for a moment, and then said something that made Tian Ce Emperor and Sui Feng both fall over. Looking at his coquettish appearance, she couldn't help but superimpose the face under his mask with Mo Yan Hua's, and felt a chill run down her spine.

  "A Xue, you're so bad, bullying people!"

  Tian Ce Emperor's eyes, which were as gentle as a dead man's, stared at Feng Miao Xue with a strong protest against her ruthless words.

  "I've always been bad, never been surpassed!"

  Feng Mei Xue walked out of the bedroom, saying with a straight face. She never thought she was a good person, she only treated people she cared about well, her heart wasn't that broad, she couldn't save the world!

  "Do you still like me this way?"

  A sweet voice with a hint of unspoken desolation echoed in the ears of Tian Ce Emperor, repeating over and over again.

  Do you still like me? Do you still like me...

  I don't know what kind of mood she was in when she said that, but it brought a sense of despairing sorrow that made his heart ache terribly, even more so than when he was poisoned.

  At that moment, he finally realized that the most potent and terrifying poison in this world was not the Soul Scorching Poison that had been torturing him for years, but her!

  She is the deepest poison in his life, making him infatuated and obsessed, thinking of her day and night, no matter how hard he tries, he can't get rid of her.

  What's even more frightening is that he was poisoned by her, yet he didn't want to detoxify at all, just wanting the poison to invade his soul and accompany him for a lifetime, and he was also willing to do so!

  "I love it!"

  Tian Ce Emperor quickly walked in front of her, his eyes as transparent as the dark night, fixedly gazing into hers.

  Feng Mei Xue felt a sudden jolt in her mind, and clearly saw his eyes filled with only her figure, that stubborn tone, that unregretful determination, all like a giant bell, constantly resonating in her mind.

  "Aren't you saying I'm bad? Saying I bullied you?"

  Feng Mei Xue's icy gaze gradually turned into a smile, with a hint of slyness, as she turned her head and said in an unpleasant tone.

  "Zhe'er really likes Ah Xue being bad! Zhe'er has been bullied by Ah Xue all his life! Only allowing Ah Xue to bully him!"

  The Emperor Tian Ce grasped the hand of the woman who had come to him with difficulty, saying nothing would make him let go. She was his only choice for this lifetime, and once he held on tight, he would never let go again. No matter how great the storms of the future might be, he would strive to shield her from them, giving her a strong arm to rely on.

  "You said it, no taking it back!"

  "I won't regret it!"

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